Chapter 345 – Immortal Elixir (6)
Catherine’s regular report was given the next day.
‘Here is the report you mentioned. It’s not confidential, so I just wrote it.〉
I politely receive and read the report held out with both hands.
I copied a few of them into a notebook and carved the amount of information into my head, which was only two pages in front and back.
1 baby Sipal. Maybe because of the cheap paper, it kind of reminds me of my slavery days and it sucks. I remembered the professors who used me as a translator, so I deliberately focused on the contents of the report.
But when I turned the last page, my eyebrows puckered a little.
‘I think it will take a little longer. It’s not like there’s anyone in Lenapolis that I’m likely to know…〉
Embarrassed, Catherine excuses herself. Why the fuck Mr. Pak, am I going to eat you?
Anyway, I know what you’re trying to say.
Even in the 21st century, when it was easy to find personal information by just searching, there were many people who could not answer when asked where Kim was from the birth family of Police Commissioner Kim. Right now, I don’t know, I’m a lehu?
How much more, in another world, are you looking for a commoner who knows something like the daughter-in-law of a certain aristocratic family?
If there is, that would be even worse. What the hell are you doing?
‘Through my connections in Lenapolis, I’m trying to get a hold of the nobles who have come to the auction, as it’s going to take too long.’
I nodded, and Catherine was relieved.
Primor’s parents’ house may not have been hidden, but the locals and the same nobles would know better than the master of all things in a provincial city 3,000 li away.
〈Isn’t it dangerous to contact nobles?〉
Katherine and I put on sinister smiles.
The list of auction items was not easy to see. Isn’t it obvious? On the side of the auction house, it is a loss if customers visit the auction house only on the day when the item they want is on display.
I don’t know when the item I want will come out, so I visit it every day, and when I see other customers bidding, I pay for the item I don’t want and buy it.
This was the best case for the auction house brokers who lived off commissions.
So the auction list is not something to spread in the first place.
Other than the Hermaion Guild or the Armials family, they wouldn’t even know that the catalog existed.
〈I’m digging up information with the excuse of ‘I researched the people involved and roughly figured out the list of items for sale’. My wife also helped me a lot.〉
Catherine’s escort is a party of three: Dana, Veronica, and Ralilura.
I was a bit worried that Dana was the only tanker, but even an escort would hardly have a real fight. Usually, only the Takari are sent because it is disrespectful for nobles to go directly.
Our wives are OK as long as they wear a hood and emit moderate pressure from the back. I just need to give them the feeling that ‘If we fight for real after being close to each other, we’ll be screwed’.
〈Haaam… Greatness.〉
Then Katherine yawned, her tears stinging.
He must have been exhausted from researching day and night. But his mouth is so big.
That word brings to mind information vendors from cheap Pulp Fiction novels.
Even when a gun is pointed between their foreheads, they are professionals who lazily wear pods and deal with customers.
She laughed a little, thinking that Catherine with such a calm expression would be sweating cold behind her back.
‘It must be because I am tired. Don’t you fall for me?〉
We chatted and laughed.
-Smart.
While doing so, someone knocked on the door. I burned the report with the Yame Sammae Evolution.
After answering the maid, I wrapped the burnt smell of her paper with steam and drove it away.
After that, he chewed the cud consciously of the steps he had taken so far.
‘The Elixir was brought in with the help of the Hermaion Guild.’
The elixir, put in a stone slab and brought in like smuggling, was officially brought into the city.
If you don’t pay customs duties and put it up for auction, you can get caught.
So, a little while ago, I asked the Hermaion Guild to go through the checkpoint in the city.
He went out with the elixir, paid the tax to the guard at the gate, and left a record of his bringing it in so that no one could pick it up.
The security guard was perplexed as to whether he had heard anything from upstairs and tried to pass the time, but Selena, who was on the way in person, pushed us by talking about the national law, so we were forced to pass.
Then, after returning to the mansion, while waiting for the preparations, he received a report from Catherine.
It must have taken about an hour to get here. I took the elixir and half-opened her eyes.
‘Well, rumors must have spread by now.’
The “High-quality elixir,” Which had been rumored to be false, was professed to exist.
The Hermaion Guild went through the process like roasting beans with lightning to register the item with the auctioneer, but the Kwaneumma puppies who had ‘ears’ in the city would have heard the news in an hour.
‘How will it come out?’
If the supply of Elixir was urgent, or if you wanted to save money, now was the best time.
‘If I rob or sell the item before registering it with the auctioneer, I can get the Elixir cheaply and quickly.’
Truly a treasure goblin Nord.
Take care of it?
Lots of excuses, no problems. The guards, the police of Lenapolis, are subordinate to the lord.
‘I can get a glimpse of the enemy’s strength and way of thinking by how they come out at this timing…’
I was about to put on my clothes with the Elite Daegaltong fully active, but a small hand picked up my outerwear before me.
“Lol.”
Fran laughed heartily while holding the high-end clothing given to her by the Hermaion Guild. I smiled and put on the clothes that Fran had put on me.
“You are very much my mother, Mom.”
“Mama isn’t bad either, but if you’d prefer, treat her as a bride.”
“So what, honey.”
Shrugging my shoulders, I held out my hand as if I were an escort.
“Shall we go?”
“Yes.”
After adjusting the dress code to match the elegance of the auction house, we got on the carriage arranged by Selena.
After we left, Catherine went to sleep with the sleeping wives. I’m so jealous
Anyway, we planned to attend the auction on the first day as it was after we evaluated and submitted the elixir at the auction house.
There were things to do, including watching Primor’s escort buy something called a dung beetle brooch.
As we climbed into the carriage, the dignified butler greeted us.
He is the person who often sticks next to Selena. We fought together in the other world, but I remember that it was probably a mage.
‘Oh no, never mind. I’m not polite enough to care about that either. But, as I told Miss Selena, it can be dangerous. Is it okay for you to stay here?〉
The butler replied by tapping the object attached to his clothes.
Being bluffed when someone asks if you’re scared is a man’s specialty. His dignified attitude showed the aura of machoism.
〈Even if it doesn’t help much, it won’t be a hindrance.〉
‘As long as it is safe, it will be fine. Be careful not to get hurt though.〉
If you die, I can’t be held responsible. First-class macho is weak to Lady’s tears. A firecracker like me would take double damage from water-type moves.
While thinking such foolish thoughts, I continued to be wary of an attack that might happen anytime.
“… …”
The carriage ran through the snowy field.
But no matter how much I waited——even when the auction house got closer enough to be seen, no one attacked.
I was a little embarrassed and asked Fran with my eyes, but Fran, who was sensing his presence with her rune ring, also shook her head in embarrassment. It meant no one was chasing me.
‘… Are you just passing this chance? A wagon without an escort?’
It may not be something you don’t understand.
If money is not a waste, you can just buy it without making scrapes. Unlike Catherine, the information dealer, we who ride in the Hermaion Guild’s carriage are difficult opponents to attack.
Yet, I still feel uneasy.
Aren’t there any ways to sneak in without getting caught?
There are many aristocrats gathered in this city, so even if one of them is arrested and accused of doing something, the Hermaion Guild will not be able to pursue it strongly.
〈Top quality elixir, confirmation complete.〉
Such suspicious eyes even went to the auction house manager.
I looked at the head of the auction house who was gazing at the elixir in ecstasy with Odin’s eyes. Isn’t this bastard stealing elixirs from the middle or something, damn it?
Fran asked the janitor instead of me, who was speechless because of Odin’s eyes. He answered cheerfully.
After an amicable conversation, Elixir was handed over to their management.
There were no suspicious-looking gestures during that process.
Now, if the elixir evaporated before or after transport, I would be able to claim damages.
‘It ended without incident.’
Embarrassed, I took the Franc and went to the auction house.
Dismuke wanted to follow Gao, saying that Gao needed at least one butler to live, so he just said that.
I was given a number on the way in. We were number 51.
I sat down in my seat while responding roughly to Dismuke’s consideration.
The seats are like a theater. The distance between the customers was quite far, but I wasn’t very interested in the auction, so I sat in the back where I could see the customers at a glance.
“Because I am doing this, it reminds me of the old days.”
Fran held my hand and smiled, as if to appease my doubts. Without thinking about it, I smiled.
“When we went to the cream something circus together in the past?”
“Yes. It’s not a very good memory.”
“Even then, it ended well in the end. It will be like this again.”
I kissed Fran on the cheek regardless of Dismuke.
Originally, butlers, maids, and convenience store part-timers are like talking vending machines. You just have to pretend you can’t see it. Isn’t it unfair to be treated like that when I’m the only one working? Hehe.
〈Before we begin, we would like to thank everyone who visited our auction house. I am Ilos, the presenter.〉
As I was doing something else like that, the curtain on the auction rose.
As the presenter’s words went through one ear, I rolled my eyes randomly in all directions.
‘It’s not him, it’s not that guy, it’s definitely not that bastard——’
I’m looking for one person
I heard about Target’s impression from Catherine. In the middle, I saw Primor and the others, but I ignored them lightly so as not to make eye contact.
As I rolled my eyes like that, I found the guy I was looking for and half-opened my eyes.
He is a man with hair as red as magma and more red eyes.
The bastard who kidnapped Tyrsi. The powerful family of the lord of Lenapolis.
This is Ivan Ritter von Diavolo.
